[Rin is content to watch Makoto in this moment, but -- is instead pulled into it (it's one of the things Makoto doesn't realise he does all the time, and it's also one of the things Makoto does that makes Rin feel so loved). a soft smile playing on his lips, Rin's fingers twine with Makoto's -- sometimes, and for all the freedom he needs, he feels inseparable from this boy at his side]

[a sun-spotted grin, guilty and amused, is flashed at Makoto]

I couldn't really help myself. There's just something about swimming in the ocean, right? And we haven't gotten to do it in ages...

[he's led to the water easily, and the salt and sand over his feet and ankles feels a lot like home (as does the press close of Makoto's palm)]

Swim with me today?

[it's a question, because Rin doesn't have a short memory; he recalls Makoto frightened by the lake, and the training session gone terribly wrong]